Chapter 337
TL: Zimmings
At the sa ti, soone took to their arms. It was Adrian.
The pope’s expression hardened as he faced Storas and Adrian.
“You always… you always take ria away from .”
A vicious energy started to co out of him.
When the pope reached for , Henry tore the improved teleportation scroll.
As , Adrian, and Henry moved under the tower, the pope chased us with a monstrous speed.
Whoosh!
Baal’s vines entangled his body.
The wave that Storas flew toward the vine beca an electric current and flowed along the vine.
The pope’s body burned, but soon a green light surrounded the pope. It was Gremory’s healing power.
The beasts bit Baal’s vines, and a group of lights flocked in front of the pope who was released. Soon after, it beca a book, and I heard the sound of a bookshelf coming out. The pope was gazing at one of the books.
‘This is the library of Storas!’
It was the book that wrote the powers of each devils. It was sothing I had also obtained.
‘I see. He can borrow the powers of the devil without permission, but he didn’t have any information on it.’
It ans that he did not know all of the devil’s powers, and his understanding of it was also lesser than the devils itself.
So, the power of the devil could only be used to the extent that the Pope knew.
The reason how he can create a ghost army with Boone’s power was probably because he saw use it.
‘If I know his weakness, I have a chance to win.’
“Boone!”
As I shouted, a strange mist surrounded the ground, and my ghost soldiers appeared.
‘Let’s not give the pope ti to think!’
My ghost soldier started to fiercely attack the pope.
He beca transparent as their spears, swords, and bows touched him.
‘It’s Glashalabolas’ powers of invisibility.’
The pope, who reappeared in the back of the ghost army, attacked Boone with an ability called death.
The attack that grazed Boone’s arm was stuck at the wall instead.
“Ugh…”
Blood seeped onto Boone’s jacket. From the wounded area, clothes and skin began to rot.
[Stupid! Get away!]
Pur shouted.
Death is the only weapon to destroy the devil. Their whole body will rot, and their existence will disappear.
Before he was killed, I grabbed a sword that Boone had dropped and ran towards him.
I cut his arm just below his elbow and fortunately, his body didn’t rot anymore.
“Glashalabolas! Take out your power!”
“Why should I take orders from you…”
“Gli!”
Baal shouted at the grumbling Glashalabolas.
Glashalabolas flinched and quickly made his body transparent.
Co to think of it, even in ancient tis, Glashalabolas seed to be stuck with Baal.
Glashalabolas, who disappeared, reappeared with death.
But when the pope stretched out his hand towards death, it vibrated violently, as if it would fly towards him again at any mont.
[What is he going to do!]
Agareth is a devil above Glashalabolas.
He can only hold on for a mont before Agareth’s death cos to him.
But if the pope gets his hands on death again, the devils…!
‘What should I do? How should-‘
Cold sweat dripped from my palms. For a mont, I saw my etwal, which I unintentionally held tight.
‘Etwal…’
[Etwal is a tool that connects the devils to our world!]
Baal’s words ca to mind.
“What if I could use etwal to take away the death…?”
I murmured, and Pur looked at .
“No way! You can’t subjugate the devil without granting its wish!”
“Not Agareth, but death. If only his ability, wouldn’t it be possible to keep it?”
“He’s a devil under Neliard. They can’t be subjugated as you’re the child of Serga.”
“No, it is possible.”
It was Baal.
Pur and I looked at him at the sa ti.
Baal said.
“Think about it, child. The essence of your soul.”
Essence…?
As I pondered his words, I took a deep breath.
“In ancient tis, I was Neliard’s younger sister. My soul’s essence is the most similar to Neliard’s! Glashalabolas, let it go!”
As death flew towards , Agareth appeared.
“No-!!”
A scream echoed in the air.
I held out the etwal towards death.
‘I can control Agareth’s power!’
The etwal beca hot as if it was on fire, the last remaining spot on it was filled with glowing red jewels.
“Damn.”
Agareth saw this and ran to .
“Give back my power!”
Baal quickly stopped him.
“This is a power that didn’t deserve you.”
“It is the power that blood only to surpass you. It is the power that the world has given to because what I desperately longed for was your death!”.
The flas emanating from Agareth’s body were violent as if it was about to swallow us up.
The power released by Agareth, a high ranking devil, was too strong. Even Baal could not easily extinguish the fire, and other devils were busy dealing with the pope.
When the fire wants to engulf , soone ran towards .
“Dad!”
“Father-!”
My brothers and I shouted in an urgent voice.
It was my dad who hugged . His back, which was hit by fire on behalf of , seed to lt down.
“Stop it. Get away, please!”
But he didn’t get away from .
“Dad, dad-!”
Like a mother bird, he embraces eagerly and does not take a step back.
“Pur, please make it rain. Dad’s going to die. Please…!”
Boom!
Thunder broke out in the sky and dark clouds rolled in. Rain started to pour down.
But the fire never went out.
I shouted at the pope.
“Close the passage to the other world! If you open the door, you can close it. Send Agareth back, please!”
I begged and wept so that my face was all ssed up, but the pope just stood still and looked at .
“Didn’t I tell you before? You don’t need anything but .”
“Ah, Dad…!”
Please soone save us.
Save my stupid dad please…!
It was then.
[Summon death.]
A familiar voice rang out in my head.
I jerked my head and looked at Adrian.
The mont I made eye contact with him, my hand held my etwal tightly.
I heated up like fire, and death appeared in the air.
Agareth, Adrian, and the pope looked at death at the sa ti.
The first to reach out was Agareth, followed by the pope.
Three hands were extended at the sa ti toward death.
It was Adrian who snatched the death the fastest.
Adrian, who leaped into the air, changed his posture before falling to the ground and aid at Agareth.
Soon…
“Ugh…!”
Agareth was pierced by death.
“Disappear.”
” Damn it …”
Agareth, whose heart was pierced, rotted at a rate incomparable to that of Boone. His body was rotting and scattered in the wind.
At the last mont, Agareth looked at Baal who was covered with dirt.
“Why are you always…”
He said as he closed his eyes with a slight smile.
The death in Adrian’s hand and the fire surrounding my dad also disappeared with Agareth.
Dad collapsed, and my brothers, who were blocked by the wall of fire, ran towards him.
“Father!”
“F- Father.”
“Father…….”
Henry, Isaac, and Johann hold on to our father, whose skin has lted from a terrible burn, and do not know what to do.
I was holding my dad’s hand tightly.
The beautiful hands that always held tightly were horribly burned.
“Lie.”
“…….”
“No, Dad. No. Don’t be like this.”
“…….”
“Dad, wake up. No, I an I’m scared.”
He’s my dad who hated being afraid of sothing the most.
He said he hated it when I had to live without a guardian and no one to help .
That’s why he was always next to when there was a thunder or when it was dark
“I’m scared right now. I’m scared. So please…”
“……laine.”
“Dad.”
“…Blaine.”
And he stretched out his hand.
“Dad?”
I shook him. But there was no more response.
“Dad.”
I can’t feel his breath.
I lifted my head and looked at the brothers holding our dad.
Isaac was crying like a child.
Henry, who always hid his expression with a smile, also gasped as if in pain.
Johann lowered his head without saying a word.
“No. Don’t do that.”
Don’t do that.
Don’t act as if you’re dead.
Please.
I cried loudly.
It hurts like my heart has been ripped apart, and I can’t even speak properly.
How can they do this to ?
I just wanted to bla soone and cried while hugging my dad.
Don’t be like that.
I’d rather not et my father at all.
It was the mont when I was screaming.
Sothing ca to my mind.
It was athyst.
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